Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

They didn't stroll along the street much before Xu Youxing was dragged by Jiang Que to a car in the underground parking lot and kissed, with the door closed and the windows opaque.

Halfway through the kiss, Xu Youxing, who was leaning against the car window, gasped.

Jiang Que lifted up his clothes and saw that his back and arms were covered with fresh injuries caused by human intervention, with bruises and blood.

In the dim light of the underground garage, Jiang Que stared at him, his eyes were so deep that it was impossible to see through them.

Such a look seemed to see through him. Xu Youxing turned away his gaze, pushed Jiang Que away, sat down, and pulled his clothes back on.

The two of them sat in the back together. Jiang Que, who was pushed away, had no expression on his face. He stared at him and said, "Your car is at my place. What did you do to cause the accident this time?"

Xu Youxing, who always felt that he was seen through, felt uncomfortable being stared at and lowered his eyes: "I was beaten."

"Who?"

"My grandfather."

Jiang Que's eyes changed color, staring at Xu Youxing, and suddenly smiled. He leaned back lazily, raised his left hand, and casually fiddled with the braided rope on his right wrist.

For some reason, just for a moment, such a small and quiet space made Xu Youxing feel uneasy. He always had a sense of being out of control and out of touch.

"Xu Youxing." After a moment of silence, the man spoke.

Before Xu Youxing could respond, he heard him speak calmly, "Don't take me for a fool."

The faint breath flowed in the small space, and the ambiguity of their kiss had not yet dissipated from their bodies. Although they were sitting very close, they felt far away.

Xu Youxing lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Because this person is not what I thought.

After a long silence, Xu Youxing took a deep breath and smiled softly, "It's your father's birthday today. Should I give him something? I can't afford something too expensive, and he won't even look at something cheap."

It seemed as if nothing had happened to digress. Xu Youxing sat next to Jiang Que and thought carefully about what to give him. The light in the garage was not very bright, but it made him look very gentle and well-behaved.

Jiang Que looked at him for a while, then suddenly reached out and pulled him over to lean against him: "I don't have a good relationship with him, don't bother with him."

Jiang Que didn't ask any more questions, but hugged himself, and Xu Youxing nodded.

After sitting in the car for a while, Jiang Que drove the person back.

For privacy reasons, Xu Youxing usually doesn't tell others where he lives.

But some people are exceptions.

After sending the person to the intersection, Xu Youxing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, nodded to Jiang Que and unbuckled his seat belt: "Thank you."

Jiang Que put his hands on the steering wheel and raised his eyebrows at him: "Take me as a driver? Whose girlfriend is so polite to her boyfriend?"

Xu Youxing, who was about to open the door and get out of the car, hesitated for a moment and looked back at him. He saw that he looked lazy, serious, and joking. After hesitating for a while, he slightly stood up, leaned over from the passenger seat and gently touched his lips: "I'm going back, you be careful."

After just a touch, Xu Youxing sat back, opened the car door and got out.

Jiang Que raised his eyes and looked at Xu Youxing who was walking around the front of the car after getting off the car. Jiang Que rolled down the window and called him, "Xu Youxing."

Xu Youxing stopped and looked back.

Jiang Que took out a small gift bag from the armrest box and threw it out, and Xu Youxing caught it in mid-air.

He recognized the packaging. They had just bought it while shopping together. Inside was a very beautiful piece of expensive glass stone. He thought it was a birthday present for his father, but now it was thrown to him.

The meaning is obvious.

There was a slight joy on Xu Youxing's face, but he didn't say it explicitly. He just looked at Jiang Que across the car.

The man sent the things away and left a message: "I hope you don't have any new injuries when I see you next time."

Xu Youxing was carrying something and raised his lips obediently: "What if there is?"

Jiang Que thought for a second: "Then you can only pray that your grandfather lives a hundred years."

Best wishes.

Xu Youxing stood on the side of the road, the warm wind blowing on him. He looked at Jiang Que from afar and smiled happily.

because……

He also hoped that he would live a long life.